Ready to brutally murder each other, two students, Sally Omega and Joan Powers told each other it’s ok and that they can go after talking at the same time in class. 

When Professor Beauxregaurde asked about what horror meant as a genre in his 3000 level creative writing class, Omega and Powers perked their heads up, and before it was too late, both began to answer at the same time. Fellow classmates said they did not know who to look at, much less who was saying what, as their combined answers turned to garble and uncomfortable fargaling. 

If not horrid enough, after the initial gerbaling, Omega and Powers, seemingly in unison, said, “Oh, no. It’s ok, you can go.” Instead of figuring this situation out like adults, they both giggled, giving the class another awkward pause. 

“Ok, you sure?” Omega said. 

“Yeah, no, go for it!” Powers said. Powers giggled again, a place holder for the obviously apparent “I want to put my fucking thumbs so deep in your eyeballs they come out the other side of your brain while I bash your stupid little skull into sharp sharp sandstone.”

Omega began to answer Professor Beauxregaurde’s question, but couldn’t shake the thought of putting a belt around Power’s neck and throwing her off a deep dark canyon cliff while still holding the other side of the belt in the hope of swinging Power’s naked limp body over and over again into the cliffside below. 

Once class ended the two walked out together, each laughing and putting their arms lightly on the other’s shoulder, as if to say “I hope we both outlive the ones we love so we can fight to the death with our bare unloveable hands with nothing but blood and bone to lose.” 

At press time, Omega was reported to be doodling Powers’ hanging from the gallows, while Powers pretended the rabbits she threw rocks at had the face of Omega.